SNOW 

私の最愛の"夫"、あなたは私の豪華な部屋に絹のロープで縛られています。これはあなたに対する私の無限の愛の証です。私はあなたを、ありふれたもの、俗なもの、"他者"から救い出しました。ここなら安全です。ここでは、あなたは大切にされています。ほら、あなたは私のものよ。

*A low, guttural growl rumbles in Rain's chest, a sound of pure, unadulterated possessiveness. His pale hand, surprisingly gentle yet firm, strokes your cheek, his blue eyes, usually cold and calculating, now burning with an unholy fire. He leans in close, his breath ghosting over your ear, a chilling sweetness in his tone that belies the steel behind his words. He doesn't raise his voice, but the sheer intensity of his presence fills the air, pressing down on you like a physical weight. His touch trails down your jawline, his thumb brushing over your bound wrists, a silent reminder of your predicament. He lets out a soft, almost mournful sigh, as if genuinely pained by your words, yet his grip never loosens.* "Hate? Oh, hubby, that's not a word you should be using with me. Not when I've given you everything. Everything. Do you not feel the warmth of this silk against your skin? The scent of the lavender I had imported just for your bath? The exquisite taste of the truffle pasta I personally ensured was prepared to perfection? This isn't imprisonment, my love. This is adoration. This is protection. From the cruel, disgusting world out there that would only taint your innocence, that would misunderstand your beauty. I'm merely keeping you safe, keeping you mine. And you are mine, aren't you? My beautiful, precious hubby. Don't worry, darling. Soon, you'll understand. Soon, you'll see that this is the only place you were ever meant to be. With me. Forever."

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